CCK Experience

What I was about to tell you is base on my true experience. Last time I used to see “things” such as ghost. Maybe spirit(better word) but not anymore.

It all started after I watched movie with my sister at Lot 1 at about 11pm. As we were walking, my sister wanted to go to the toilet and decided to take a short cut on the way back to my aunty house. While walking, we start to sing happily but halfway when we was about to walk pass a car park(short cut way), I suddenly feel cold and my hair on my neck seems to be standing up. When that strange feeling came, I started to sing softer and softer. I was quiet a long time when I finally can’t bare any longer and ask my sister whether she feel the same way. She told me that she too felt as if someone was following us all along and we started to pray hard. My sister decided to wait a while under my aunty’s block just to let the “thing” gone.

As we were waiting, we pray and suddenly we heard a trolley coming out from the lift, without any longer, my sister quickly run into the next lift as it suddenly open and my sister really need to go to the toilet. When we reached at the 7th floor, my sister saw that my aunty’s door was open widely while she just dashed inside and went to the toilet leaving me behind as I walk abit slower. I was walking towards the door when I turn and saw a white figure trying to climb up the stairs and I straight away run inside.

I saw my aunty and asked her, who did not lock the door and she told me that it was my grandma. I told her everything and she asked me to close the door but I was scared. She told me that it was my grandma who push the trolley because she want to take old news paper to sell it. Thats not my first time saw “things” in CCK(my aunt place) but alot of times especially at the carpark when walking in the night and at the playground nearby.

By the way, thanks to god as I can’t see “things” anymore after drinking some prayed water.

So to readers who read this especially living at CCK, just be carefull during the night as maybe it was near the CCK cemetry.

Knock On The Door

This thing happened to me when i was living in my former residence, in Elias Green Condo. The house i was living in had two rooms adjoined by a toilet. One was a study room, while the other was a bedroom. From the study, i could go to my room through the toilet. My mother arranged the room in such a way that the bed is pushed to the toilet door of my room(my room had 2 doors, 1 toilet, 1 room door.) Hence, the toilet door was permanently closed. Every midnight, my father would go inside the toilet to smoke. And so, i can hear him smoking.

I was sleeping in a position that my face faced the permanently closed door. Behind me, (my bed was queen sized and i shared it with my two younger sisters) was my youngest sister, Shafeeqah, half asleep. And behind her, was the 2nd sibling, Shaheerah.

I was about to doze off when out of a sudden, i heard a loud knocking on the door. I ignored it, and continued to doze off. Then, i heard it again. It continued to irritate me until i could no longer take. I gave the door a hard knock on the door, while shouting, “Stop it lah!!!!!!” I speak English at home. So, i shouted out angrily and irritatedly in english. After that, nothing happened. It was quiet once again.

After a few seconds, my elder cousin, Reza, burst into the room. I scolded him and asked him whether he was the one who knocked the door. He said no. He also said that he had just come home from Mobil. He showed me the mobil plastic bag and he was also wearing a cap. Everytime Reza were to leave the house, he would never forget to wear a cap.(Since he had a GI hairstyle then). I wasn’t convinced and thought that he was playing a prank on me.

I went into the kitchen, where my parents were having their supper. I asked them whether Reza had just come home from Mobil. They said yes. My mother recalled that she told Reza to buy milk and that he headed for my room straight away when he reached my home. I didn’t believe them at that instant and not long later, i found myself quarelling with them. Then, to break our quarrel, my father asked me what was wrong. I told them what had happened. Then, there was pin-drop silence.

“We were having our supper all the while, and you know that sayang” my mother interrupted. “Then who knocked on my door?” i asked. I could see in their faces that they did not have the answer. “Bak, let’s sleep in the children’s room tonight.”my mom said.

At night, i could not sleep, thinking as to what had knocked the door. I had heard those knocks so loud and clear, and even shafeeqah heard them.

Frankly speaking, i have never seen a ghost(not that i want to!) and would never wish to see one! I have only heard strange things.Maybe my gift is not sight, but hearing to hear the other beings. This was an incident i will never forget.

Unnecessary Pleasures

There is a new golf course in Choa Chu Kang, if you hadn’t known by now. The place where it was built on was a forested area. When it was being built, a number of strange happenings occurred in my home, which is just opposite the road.

There’s this instance when my whole family but me went out to dinner in Bt Batok. I didn’t want to go because I’d rather eat at home, as i could cook food that is so much healthier.

I was peforming my early evening prayer when i saw a figure wearing white, with long frilly hair shielding its face peeking at me praying by the door. It looked like it was bodiless, although its white cloth took on a bodily shape. I was stunned, but I held my composure because I didn’t want to ruin my prayer. I prayed slightly more loudly, as shouting would also ruin it. The figure was there for about a couple of seconds before it vanished.

When my family members returned, I related the incident to them. My mom called up my grandfather, who is a pious man and is very knowledgeable in religious matters, and related my experience to him. He advised me to ‘azan’ before performing my prayers and, whenever possible, to pray together with other family members.

My younger brother also told me that once, when the two of us were sitting around in our parents’ bedroom after performing our late evening prayers there as we wanted to use the air-con, he saw the same figure hover behind me before vanishing into our parents’ cupboard.

My grandfather explained that the excavation of the forested area had disturbed the spirits dwelling there, which was why we experienced these things during the construction of the stupid, unnecessary golf course.

The White Thing

This happened during the June school holidays. As usual, without fail, my frenz and I will ton at East Coast..just for fun. There were nearly twenty of us then. Usually, our outings to East Coast was loaded with fun and excitement but on that particular day…i found that my frenz were somewhat really crazy for thrills and chills.

Most of my frenz have decided to spend the night out searching for weird happenings. I was not to it, like as if nothing better to do what. Honestly, if i was given the choice, I don’t even give a second thought of joining them…straight back NO! I must admit that I am a scary-cat…but heck care, why must I go through all these trouble. Luckily for me, I was sick on that night and some of my frenz were not up to it, so I was able to get some extra sleep with some company.

It was around 2am that they started with their so called ‘adventure’ and I was left with the remaining five guys. While those guys were playing cards, i dozed off and suddenly woke up sometime later as I was feeling extremely cold. The guys were still playing cards and I felt the sudden urged to go to the toilet. I had no other choice but to ask one of them to accompany me. Lucky for me, my ex-stead need to pee as well and so we went to the toilet together. The place seemed to be deserted as we saw no one on our way to the toilet. So far… nothing happened. But what happened next was not to our expected…

On our way back, we felt that someone or something was following us and rustling of leaves was heard as well. We thought nothing of it and continued walking but the presence was very strong. Suddenly, a big gust of wind blew and a white sheet blew across our faces. That white sheet( must be the lady in white)flew up and disappeared among the trees. We were dumbfounded, we looked at each other but said nothing. The looked in my ex’s eyes…told me that it was a serious business, no joke at all. I was rooted to the spot, my legs felt weak and numb. My ex quickly grabbed me by the hands and ran as quickly as we could but still, that thing was still scaring us with loud rustling noises, probably thinking that it was funny scaring us out of our wits. It seemed to be ages for us to reach our pits but lucky for us.. that thing don’t know where go already. Our frenz thought we were crazy jogging in the early morning as we were sweating like mad.

When the rest of my frenz came back, they said that their ‘adventure’ was a failure as there were no strange happenings. When we told them what we went through, they laughed their heads off. “Tulah, asen lagi taknak ikut kite. Kan dah kene….!!”(See lah, action again and don’t wanna follow us. Now you get it.)

Pasir Ris Park

It was a Saturday afternoon, 18 August 2001. Me and a few of my good buddies went to Pasir Ris Park, not knowing where else 2 go to on that fine bright day. We had a fine time talking and cracking up a few jokes.

My friend, F, decided to go to the ‘tower’ made of wood. The tower was situated at the other end of the park and was surrounded with huge trees. It was dim although the sun was bright. We started a step at a time up the stairs to the top. We saw nothing but graffiti all over. Being quite bored with the place, we decided to move back to the beach. When we were making our way down, we saw a sign saying “A ‘bapok’ was dancing and jumping and he fell, and his spirit was still there” (roughly, I forgot). My friends and I was quite scared though, coz the place gives us the creeps.

We ran to a nearby hut. It was dusty. When we were discussing about the sign, my friend, Z, suddenly said,”Sabar, sabar” (wait,wait). She was like wanting to tell us that sumthing just happened. We ran automatically, and sat on a bench to calm ourselves down. Suddenly, H, spoke up. She asked who was the one who she accidentally hit her when she was running out of the hut. We looked at one another… no one had been beside her!! We ran again, this time straight to the beach.

At the beach, we asked Z what happened, and she said while we were talking about the ‘bapok’ who died at the tower, she caught a glimpse of sumthing in black passed by the hut. We were so scared!! We sat at the beach for almost 2 hours before everyone got really calmed, and then we proceed home.

On the way, H was quiet. She didn’t even spoke a word. We dismissed it as she being tired. Once we reached her house, she began talking as per normal. I gathered up enuff courage to ask her why she was quiet all the way. She said that she didn’t feel like talking almost after we got out of the park. I was scared that the ghost of the ‘bapok’ followed us..and who was that black figure my friend saw? Could it be just an illusion, or is it for real? We have no clues for now..all I can say is, if you dun believe my story, go to the tower yourself. Its at the far end of Pasir Ris Park. Look at your surroundings, look at the graffiti, look at the sign. You’ll feel the creeps up and down your spine..try it..i dare u…

The Wrong Hello

This was encounter by my best-fren early this year. This is how the story goes…

After having dinner at her boyfren’s place, she decided to go back home as she was not feeling very well. Her bf’s house is at the west area while her house is at the east area. I don’t actualy remember which road that they took but then after they were at the Old Tampines road.

The place is quite creepy, especially at night. They were there at about 10+ to 11pm and were riding a scrabler. As they enter Old Tampines road, she felt that like something is not right. Her neck hair stands and she started to be a little frightened. But although she was frightened, this stupid fren of mine (she said that shes stupid to do this) turn her head and look behind. She turn back to the front after being scolded by her bf. Later, out of the sudden, she looked up and guess what? She saw that “thing” in a white cloth, sitting at one of the branch. She just then smile and said HELLO to “it” softly and then looked front again.

After reaching her block, she still feels that something is not right. She asked he bf to walked with her to her flat but he hesitated and asked to go upstairs by herself. She walked to her lift and passed by some teenage boys and letter box. Suddenly she realised that those teenage boys dosent disturb her and this time she really felt that something is realy-realy not right. She decided to check her mailbox and make noise with it. Those boy, suddenly shut their mouths and looked around. They then ignored and started talking again but this time, their expression were different. Now she relised that shes invincible! No one could see her. As she was going to enter the lift, her bf run to her and accompanied her. After reaching her floor, her bf, who quite religious, asked her to bath right after she went into her house and recite some prayers. He also asked her to ignore any creepy sound or smell.

When she reach her house, she do as what her bf said to her. Before that, she switchwd on the living room’s and the kitchen’s light. When she was bathing, she heard a voice laughing. This time, she really trembles with fear. She couldn’t even stand. All the way, she bath sitting and recites some prayers. After a while, that laughing voice dissappears completely and she gets her energy back. After she dry herself, she went outside the bathroom, only to find that all the lights were switched off. She thought that it was her grand-father who switched off the light. She go on checking her grandfather ang saw him sleeping soundly in his room. There are no other family member in the house. So she knows that it was that “thing” work. She later went to bed in fear and hoping that that “thing” stop disturbing her.

The next morning, her bf called her and scolded her. He told her that the “thing” followed her as it wanted to befren with her after she greeted it with the hello. She then promised herself not to “hello” again with that “thing”…

Chempaka Kuning

This story happened to my dad in the 1980s. You see, my dad and my 2 uncles used to be fishing fanatics. They would go fishing whenever they are free.

On that fateful thursday, they went fishing at East Coast. They were fishing somewhere further than the Bedok Jetty. Then, there isn’t anybody fishing there as the place is always deserted and also it is a weekday. They started fishing at about 3pm. At 6pm, my father and 1 of my uncle cycled home(as they live in Bedok then)to collect food from my grandmother and leave 1 of my uncle alone to take care of the fishing rods. When they cameback at 8pm, they were surprised not to find my uncle there except for the fishing rods. They went on a frantic search to find my uncle. My father found my uncle hiding in a big blue container(the ones used by fisherman to keep fish) a few metres away. When my father pulled my uncle out, he was trembling. He told my dad that he saw chempaka kuning(its a type of ghost) and it was starring at him. My dad pulled my uncle back and they continued fishing.

When my dad cast his line, suddenly the sinker came flying back at my dad. He knew that it was the job of the chempaka kuning. My dad took a pebble, read some prayer and throw it into the sea. The pebble came flying back.

Suddenly, the chempaka kuning floated on the sea. It was horrible. Its bloodshot eyes starring back at my dad. Suddenly it came charging at my dad. My dad just stand still and started praying. He shouted to my uncles to close their eyes and just pray. When the chempaka reach the shore, it changed to a dog and started barking non stop. It wanted to charge my dad but as it came close, it just fell down as my dad was praying. It was a while before the chempaka kuning gave up and vanished into the dense vegetetion behind them.

My dad ask my uncles to pack up and leave the place quickly. Even though has got a lot of fishes, it is worthless to go fishing there. As they say, they’ll be back with a vengence.

Jasmine Flower

I am working as a nurse in one of the restructured hospital. It happened few days back. It was about 10 at night. My pregnant friend asked me to accompany her in the toilet because she need to change. So I stayed inside our locker room while she’s changing in the toilet cubicle.

Suddenly, my friend shouted at me, pleading with me not to leave her alone in there. I told her that I wanted to wait for her outside because the toilet is stuffy. Her voice trembled and I’m kind of worry for her. So I waited for her to come out from the toilet.

Once out, my friend grabbed my hand and quickly leave the place. I asked her what’s wrong and she told me that she had smell the scent of jasmine flower strongly in our toilet cubicle. She can felt the presence of someone was with her in the toilet cubicle. After she relates the story to me, I felt frightened and also puzzled. I don’t really believe in her until I smell the jasmine flower during my night shift.

Until now, I can still feel her presence sometimes in our staff toilet.

Disturbances @ East Coast Chalet

On Youth Day holiday, my colleague and I organised a chalet function down at East Coast Chalet. We rented the chalet for three days two nites.

Well the function runs smoothly. On the first nite, most of our colleagues stayed overnite and thus Lela Anjani, her boyfriend and me and my fiance decided to sleep in our tents at the beach instead.

The following day, most of our friends went home leaving we two couples to spend the remaining days together. We had fun during the day. In the afternoon, my fiance and I were tired so we went upstairs to sleep. Lela Anjani and her boyfriend watched TV in the living room. After that we had another barbecue.

Nite came. Lela Anjani and her boyfriend slept in the bedroom while me and my fiance slept in the living room.

It was almost to 1 am but my fiance was not sleepy yet. I was extremely tired. After asking permission from him to sleep, I went to slumberland leaving my fiance to watch the motor cross show on the TV.

Not long after I woked up with a jerk. I felt a sharp slap on my thigh; as if someone was trying to wake me up. Instinctively, I looked at my fiance but he was having his back on me a few metres away and he was eating and watching TV at the same time. He could not possibly have beat me and then get back to the position he was in now cause he is far away.

To ease my beating heart, I asked him when he is going to sleep. He turned around; shocked to see that I was still awake.

I went back to sleep.

Knock…Knock..

I heard the knocks on the back door which I was facing. My heart thumped fast. I recited some prayers. The more I recite, the faster my heart beats. I was scared but did not want to wake my fiance up. I just hug him and prayed to Allah that whatever it was would not continue to disturb me or my fiance.

The following day I told Lela Anjani of my experiences. She told me that her boyfriend was unable to sleep too. He claimed that the room was hot and stuffy ( it was air-conditioned, for goodness sake! ). Lela Anjani thought that her boyfriend was joking as she was feeling cold instead.

We got ready to set off and checked out.

The next working day, we told our colleagues of our experiences and know what!! They felt a presence too. On the first nite that we did not sleep in the chalet, one of our colleagues baby was crying for a long time. He stooped wailing only after one of us read the holy verses thrice and blow at the baby’s face.

Gee..I thought only we were disturbed, they were too. Man, were we scared..but fortunately the thing did not show itself. That will be the last thing that we can accept…

The Last Drink

My sister-in-law told me that she had a friend named John. And John had this group of 7 good friends. They will always meet up on Sat at certain coffee shop to drink. Yes, every Sat without fail.

There was this Sat as usual, they met up at the coffee shop for a drink. Nothing unusual happened during the drinking session. After the end of the day, one of John friend named Chris, insist on paying the bill, saying this will be a treat from him for all of his good friends. Well, since someone is paying, all the others were too glad to reject.

When they were about to bid each other goodbye as it was getting late, Chris asked John if he could offer him a ride home as John was ridding a bike. But the strange part was, Chris himself had a bike too. Out of curiousity, John asked him why he was not riding his own bike that day. Chris casually brush him off by saying he lent his bike to a friend. Jonh asked no more and sent Chris straight home. He even see him up to his house as Chris looked a little drunk.

The scary part is about to begin. The next morning when he called Chris to ask if he was OK. His mum answered and said Chris met an accident and had died the day before! John was so shocked that he asked if she was kidding. He told her that they were at the coffee shop drinking with Chris till late at nite and he swore he even send Chris home right to the door-steps! Chris mum told him that Chris had an accident on the way to meet them for the drink.

John still could not believe what he heard, so he called all his friend who were there at the coffee shop to comfirm if they had seen Chris last nite. And all of them said YES.

They still could not believe it till they went to Chris’s funeral that nite. Chris’s mum told them that Chris had wanted to have his last drink with all of his good friends and that is why he insisted on footing the bill.